THE PRINCE HAS SCALED THE FENCE AGAIN

September 2016

"Mom, I can't make it today, I got a lot to do after school." I reasoned with my mom as she gave me more reasons on why I should go for the check up.

"Baby You have to, that's the only way my mind can be put at ease." She exclaimed shakingly as her eyes got glossy.

"Ok Fine, I'll go, just don't cry." I sighed as I took my bag, trudging out the door.

"Love you honey." My mom screamed from inside.

"I know." I mumbled, rolling my eyes as I got into my Bentley.

I arrived at school quite late as I rushed down the hallway to my locker. I quickly opened the locker dumping my bag and other unnecessary things inside not forgetting to take out the needed things. I practically ran to class as I burst open the door to my class.

"Here comes Kim Kardashian." My best friend hollered.

Ashton Hart.

He was a troublemaker, a loud and wild one at that. He partied like he was gonna die tomorrow, went from one chick to another, was sweet when he wanted to, but lacked seriousness in everything he did.

We did be friends for as long as I can remember,met him at a house party his family organised, we were known as the richest kids in class, and we stuck like thieves.

"Shut up ash." I mumbled as I apologised to my teacher, reaching an empty space and flopping down on it.

"You look beautiful Kim." Ryan, A shy kid who sat close to me said with a smile.

"Thanks Ryan." I smiled back.

Ryan was quite cute, but he had a girlfriend. I don't blame him though, he's had a crush on me since 6th grade, but my so called best friend decided to scare him away, leaving him with no other option but to look for someone who has the same personality as him.

Shy.

Without a crazy bestie.

"We are using the periodic table." He whispered as the teacher wrote somethings on the board.

"Oh, thanks." I mumbled as I quickly brought out a jotter where I drew my periodic table.

My chemistry teacher, miss Lillian was the youngest female teacher in my school, and she seems to be Ashton's newest chase at the moment.

"Is this some classes of food or what?" Ashton exclaimed from my back making the class rumble in laughter.

"I still think of scenarios of how you got to this stage." The teacher fired back, sending the student into funny expressions.

"Oh miss Lillian, how I love that fiesty look." He smirked.

"Disgusting." I hear her mumble as she turns back to the board.

"Hey... hey, I'm talking to You." He said as he used his pencil to nudge my back.

"What is it Ashton?" I whispered as I turned back slightly.

"I don't have a table." He smiled.

"You obviously have one." I responded confused as to what he was saying.

"I mean the one you guys are using, how y'all call it? Period table? I dunno." He said loudly causing Miss Lillian to glare at him.

"It's called periodic table and I think I've got my old one with me." I answered searching through my notes. "Its quite blurry now because I drew it with pencil but do you have a choice?" I snickered throwing the note at him.

"Bitch." I hear him whisper but I refuse to get distracted by someone whose parents doesn't give a damn about his school report.

My parents were strict and would kill me if I got anything different from distinction. They were rich but they wanted me to get everything on merit.